I'M Sorry, Your Honour
Grey was his wig and angry was his mood
On that fateful day I served him his food.
The sudden silence in his court was deafening and
Oh, it remained so till the very end.
He wasn't prepared to listen to me
Even when all things proved my innocence.
Lawyer Hammond, thanks for making him now see.
Later, I'll apologize for saying the first letters vertically!
Copyright © Kadmiel Kweifio- Okai | Year Posted 2012
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